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" ... Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain, While that placid sleep came o'er thee Which thou ne'er canst know again: Would that breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could... "
The Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: The siege of Corinth. Parisina ... - الصفحة 146
بواسطة George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817
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Poems on His Domestic Circumstances

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1816 - عدد الصفحات: 32
...by thee glanc'd over, Every inmost thought could show ! Then, thou would'st at last discover "Twas not .well to spurn it so. — Though the world for...Founded on another's woe — Though my many faults defac'd me, Could no other arm be found, Than the one which once embrac'd me, To inflict a cureless...

The Gentleman's Magazine, المجلد 86،الجزء 1

1816
...by thee glanc'd over, Every inmost thought could shewi— Then thou wbuldst at least discover 'Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this commend thee — Though it smile upon the blow; EV'II it* praises must. offend thee, Founded on another's woe. ' Though my many faults defaced me;...

The works of lord Byron, المجلد 4

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820
...breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show ! Then thou wouldst at last discover • Though the world for this commend thee — Though...its praises must offend thee, , Founded on another's wo — Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm be found Than the one which once embraced...

The Parlour Portfolio, Or, Post-chaise Companion: Being a ..., المجلد 1

1820
...breast, by thee glanc'd over, Every inmost thought could shew ! Then thou would'st at last discover 'Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this commend thee — Though it smile upon the blow, E'en its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's woe. Though my many faults defaced me ; Could...

British melodies, extracts from the modern poets [signed J.H.R.].

British melodies - 1820
...breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show ! Then thou wouldst at last discover Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this commend theft — Though it smile upon the blow, Even its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's woe...

The works of lord Byron, المجلد 4

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823
...breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show ! Then thou wouldst at last discover ?Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this...blow, Even its praises must offend thee, Founded on another^ woe — Though my many faults defaced me, • Could no other arm be found Than the one which...

The Poetical Works of Collins, Gray, and Beattie: With Lord Byron's English ...

William Collins, Thomas Gray, James Beattie, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 446
...breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could shew ! Then thou wouldst at last discover Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this...commend thee — • Though it smile upon the blow, , Ev'n its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's woe — Though my many faults defaced me,...

Lord Byron, المجلد 1

Louise Swanton-Belloc - 1824
..., by thee glanced over , Every inmost thought could show ! Then thou would'st at last discover Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this commend thee — Though it smilc upon the blow , Even its praises must offend thee , Foundcd on anothcr's woe — Though my many...

The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron, المجلد 6

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824
...hreast, hy thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show! Then thou wouldst at last discover 'Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this commend ihuo Though it smile upon the hlow, Even its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's wo— Though...

Memoirs of the life and writings of lord Byron

George Clinton (biographer of Byron.) - 1825
...by thee glanced orer, Every inmost thought could sliow ! Then thou won Ids t at last discover 'Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this...which once embraced me To inflict a cureless wound ? Ycl, oh yet, thyself deceive not ; Love may sink by slow decay, But, by sudden wrench, believe not...




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